Bloody Weekend
Chapter 55
Eloise jerked a little.
”Fish your word?”
”Atail fish. It can be called a fish! If
people want to make a fish sculpture, why does he not see the fish first!”
”Fish,” reset Eloise.
Larkspur.
”What makes you so interested, Miss Hope? I don't understand.”
”Association, something related to psychology.”
”Association between your words of intent? Like a horse with a cart? Horse rocking toy kids? No, I don't understand. Anyway, just,
one or two days later, Miss West packed up and will be coming. Did you know?”
”Yes, I've spoken to him, and I've seen him walk the path in the woods.”
”Yes, she looks so agitated. Well, she is
memang had an affair with the doctor, and said ‘Henrietta’ when Hamilton would
that could be said to be an indictment. But it can't be confirmed yet, Miss Hope.”
”No,” says Eloise mused, ”indeed yet
sure.” With the weight of Larkspur said, ”There is something in the mood here. We are confused! It looks like they all know something. Mrs Cavendish, for example, she could never give a good enough reason why she brought a revolver out
that day. Crazy crazy to do that. Sometimes I think he's crazy.”
Eloise Hope shook her head slowly.
”No,” said, ”dia is not crazy.”
”Then there was Ryan Cavendish. I think I
could involve him. Mrs Cavendish said, no, she was just hinting, that Ryan Cavendish has been loving Miss West for years. Well, that's a very burdensome motive. But now I hear, I hear,
with the other girl, Miss Owen, she'll be fighting. So devastated again about what weighed him.”
Eloise muttered showing her understanding.
”Then the young man who was another was,” said
Inspector Larkspur again. ”Mrs Cavendish has told me something about her. Presumably his mother died in a mental hospital, because of mental disorders. He felt chased by someone. He thought everyone conspiring would kill him. Well, you understand what that means. If the young man inherited that insane soul, he might have an idea about Dr. Hamilton. It was possible that he imagined the doctor was planning to declare himself a madman. Although Hamilton is not a doctor in that field. The field is nerve attacks on food channels and diseases about super what is rare. But if the boy was a little nervous, maybe he imagined Hamilton was here to observe an obsession over him. The young man was acting strange. He's nervous like a cat.”
Some larkspur long sat unknowingly.
”Do you mean me? All
a vague accusation that does not give any certainty what.”
Eloise moved again. He muttered with a subtle voice.
”All away, not approaching. From, not to. Not somewhere, not somewhere. Yes, sure, definitely it.”
Larkspur looked at him fixedly. He said, ”They're all weird, the whole Cavendish family that's my point. Sometimes I can swear that they all know about it!”
”Surely they know,” said Eloise calmly.
”You mean they know, all know who did it?” ask Inspector Larkspur in disbelief.
”Yes, they know. I have thought so for a long time. Now I'm sure it's right.”
”Oh, so.” Inspector Larkspur's face looked wry. ”And they hid it? Well, I can still beat them. I'll find that gun.”
As Poirot recalled, the word had been repeatedly uttered by the Inspector.
Grumpily Grange said again, ”I want to
sacrifice anything to avenge my denedam on them.”
”With..”.
”On all of them! How dare they
screw me over! Give advice advice! Insinuating nyindir! Help my men help their word! It's all just a complicated network that has nothing. What I want is something
good and strong reality!”
Eloise Hope stood at the window for a long time and looked out. His eyes were attracted by something that disturbed the harmony of his garden.
Then he said, ”You want a strong reality?
, if I am not mistakenly right, there is a strong reality in the living fence near that gate.”
They went to the path in the garden. Larkspur knelt down, separating the dry twigs scattered, so that he could see well the goods that were hidden in the gap. He sighed deeply when something
black and made of steel.
”Indeed a gun,” said.
For a moment he looked at Eloise Hope doubtfully.
”No, no, Inspector. ” says Eloise. ”It wasn't me who shot Dr. Hamilton, and I don't
hide the gun in a living fence
my own account.”
”Of course not, Miss Hope! Pardon me! Well, we found him. It looks like it's missing in Mr. William Cavendish's workspace. We can check it as soon as we get the number. Then we'll see if this gun was also the one that was used to shoot Hamilton. Now everything is easy.”
With great care and by using a silk handkerchief, Inspector Larkspur removed the gun from the fence alive.
”To facilitate the investigation, we
requires fingerprints. I have a feeling that our fate is improving.”
”Please tell me Inspector.”
”Sure, Miss Hope. I'll call you if the result is out.”
Twice Eloise Hope received a call. Yang
he received it that night, too. Inspector Larkspur was delighted.
”What is it, Miss Hope? Well, here's the report. That
that's the gun we're looking for. The missing gun
from the collection of Mr. William Cavendish and the gun that was used to shoot Peter Hamilton! That's for sure. Lots of fingerprints there. It looks more like a man than a woman. Tomorrow I will go to The Blossom to express my thoughts about them, and to take the fingerprints of everyone there. After that, Miss Hope we will get certainty!”
”Easy,” says Eloise Hope with a message.
The second call was received tomorrow, and the voice that spoke was no longer happy. In a gloomy tone that was not hidden, Larkspur said, ”Can you hear the latest news? The fingerprints don't belong to anyone who's connected to them! Wasn't it! Not Ryan Cavendish's fingerprints, not Shawn Cavendish's, not Mr. William Cavendish's. Neither did Natasha Hamilton's fingerprints, nor did Graciela West's, not our Karen Clark's, nor did Miss Julia Cavendish's, nor did Amy Owen, the brunette! It even creates fingerprints for kitchen maids, let alone one of the others!”
